Wendy

Craving an interesting conversation,
No necessary need for seriousness.
Just something to make the mind tick again,
Fuel the cogs inside my head...
For at least a little while?


Exchange thoughts,
What if's and maybe's.
Just to spin that merry-go-round inside my head,
I used to call my imagination.


Is this the result of growing up?
Things turn from colour to grey.
Repetitive Monotony.
Take me back to Never Never Land.


Or is it just my surroundings?
Sticking out like the first bluebell in spring,
Grown before it's fellow seeds.
Struggling to fit in,
And just connect?

FYI:

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Work in progress...

Tire Swing

Cause I like to be gone most of the time,
And you like to be home most of the time.
If I stay in one place I lose my mind,
I’m a pretty impossible lady to be with...

Inspirational

Charity Brief

For our last brief of second year (scary times!) We were set the task of re-designing the identity of a charity. I chose Alzheimer's disease, no personal reason, just thought it would be an interesting charity to look at and brand!

Here's my logo;



Feedback folks! :)

What's the point

Time for a moan...

Sat here thinking, yet again, what's the point? What's the point in getting this degree. It's just an expensive detour and a stressful one at that. I'm not even enjoying what I'm doing anymore. The strain of constantly going back and forth to projects because they're simply not finished due to crazy deadlines, just drains me of any enthusiasm and passion for the subject I used to love so much.

Watching programmes about graduates struggling to get jobs because;
They're over qualified,
Need own transport,
Or have no experience in the field.

Just feel as though theres no light at the end of the tunnel right now. Like I'm digging a deeper hole that I can't get out of. Pfft, I'm going to end up in a dead end job, some receptionist. Answering phone calls and booking meetings and making coffees for employees who have MY dream job. That or get myself into even more debt by completing a PGCE and ending up living and breathing kids.

Stressful, depressing times.